Weaving grass and rattan is not an easy task, because the cliff is 200 meters high, and most people don't know how to weave it and can only wait and see, relying on the skillful hands of a dozen Native Americans, the workload is extremely high. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In order to prevent the grass vines from wearing and breaking, they braided them as thick as an arm, and it was Santiago's arm. This made it even more tedious, and the work from morning to noon, when the grass and vines that could not be seen were finally completed, one end tied to the thick trunk of the European beech, and the other end rolled up and thrown down the cliff.

There was no sound, everything was so quiet until it hit the ground at an incredible speed, making a loud pop and instantly dusty.

This scene, in the eyes of the brown bear hunters under the cliff, is simply like a dragon entering the sea.

"Monster ......"

The brown bear hunter crouched by the stream, pinching the half-bitten raw fish in his hand, staring at the grass vine in a daze, and then looked up along him.

The first man slid down, his most loyal subordinate, and upon meeting, the two laughed and assumed strange poses in unison, which was exclusive to their tribe and functioned as a warm hug.

Second, third......

Considering the bearing capacity of the grass vine, the former person descended about fifty meters, and the latter began to slide again, and there were four or five people who maintained the grass vine at the same time.

During this period, there were some really timid sailors, Zheng Fei did not force them, let them go back the way they came, go out of the mountain to join the few companions outside the mountain, and stay there to guard the five hundred horses.

In this way, two hours later, everyone landed safely, and then looked up at the top of the cliff, recalling the previous experience was very exciting, and I couldn't help but want to slide again.

There were many fish and shrimp in the stream, and the sailors who had been hungry all night had already growled in their stomachs, and they rushed to the side of the stream in anticipation, and directly touched and grabbed it with their hands, and gained a lot.

Set up a pot to make a fire, throw the freshly caught fish and shrimp into the pot, and then add some dried wild vegetables to cook into a pot of umami-filled thick soup, exuding an attractive aroma and wantonly stirring people's stomach.

"Don't say it, it's the first time I've thought fish is so delicious. Santiago gulped down a bowl of soup and said to Zheng Fei with satisfaction.

Zheng Fei smiled.

A sailor who has been floating on the sea all year round can say that the fish is delicious, and I am afraid that there is only one possibility, that is, he is really hungry.

Oh~ But in the 21st century, it is not counted, at that time, there were cold storage rooms on ships, beef and mutton, and some high-end cruise ships also provided delicious Western food, so that they would not fish and shrimp from the sea all day long.

After drinking the fish soup, my stomach suddenly warmed, and my physical strength recovered a lot.

After a brief rest, Zheng Fei began to carefully examine the mountain stream and the cliffs on both sides.

The strange landscape, with low and barren cliffs on one side and towering and lush vegetation on the other, seems to tell people one thing - behind the lush cliffs, there is a different scenery.

According to the map provided by the prince, the land under his feet is the hiding place of the descendants of Sparta, but now there is not even a single figure, two possibilities, the first is that the prince concealed the facts, and the second is behind the cliff.

The question is, how can we get there?

The cliff with lush vegetation is at least five hundred meters high, even if there are many bushes growing on it and there are many climbing footholds, but ask yourself, Zheng Fei does not have such an ability, not even a brown bear hunter, maybe only a primitive person with strong physical ability and invincible can try, but unfortunately the injury on that guy's body is not completely healed, and he is still recuperating.

At this time, how Zheng Fei wished that a door shining with golden light would appear, just like Tao Yuanming's "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring": the mountain has a small mouth, as if there is light. At the beginning, it is extremely narrow, and only then can it be passed. After dozens of steps, it suddenly became clear.

I don't know where this cliff extends, and I can't see the end with a telescope anyway, and it is connected to other mountains, so I guess there is no hope of getting around.

Looking at the verdant cliff, Zheng Fei sighed silently, sat down on a stone, unscrewed the lid of the wine jug and poured it down, and had finished drinking.

His brows were furrowed, and he held his cheeks in contemplation.

If you think about it carefully, this is also reasonable, after all, there are tens of thousands of people hidden, and if it was so easy to enter, it is estimated that it would have been discovered by people from outside a long time ago, so how can there be any concealment at all.

Obviously impossible, the power of explosives in this era is too small, and it is already the limit to blow up the large warehouses in Istanbul, and this impregnable cliff cannot be shaken even if the explosives are piled up into a small mountain bag.

After careful consideration, there was only one way left - to go back to the port of Constanta to pick up the prince and lead the way.

The reason why he didn't take the prince with him was because he was worried that he would encounter some trouble on the road, such as being stopped by the army to search the carriage, and if the prince was recognized, the trouble would escalate into a disaster.

Thinking of this, Zheng Fei looked up at the blue sky at the top of the cliff, and an eagle flew by, and he sighed deeply.

Just as he was frowning, the brown bear hunter came running upside down, with freshly gnawed fish bones in his hand.

"Hi. Zheng Fei said hello, and before his brows were twisted again, he suddenly thought of something, and asked urgently: "Yesterday, you screamed after going down the cliff, what did you find?"

"That's what I'm talking about. The brown bear hunter raised his eyebrows, this expression was learned from Zheng Fei, and now he has developed the habit of raising his eyebrows at any time, whether it is finding something delicious or seeing a beautiful woman.

Last night, after experiencing the thrilling moment when the big tree smashed in front of him, he temporarily forgot about the discovery of the hole before, and after waking up from sleep, he was busy catching fish to eat, and only now did he remember to report.

"Two hundred paces to that side, there was a huge hole in the ground. He pointed to the east.

Hearing this, Zheng Fei immediately moved.

"Have you been in?"

"No, it's too dark inside, maybe there will be monsters......" The brown bear hunter grinned embarrassedly and smirked to ease the embarrassment, knowing that he had always been very brave in the eyes of the captain and the sailors.

"Take me there!"

Zheng Fei got up and called on everyone to stop eating and bring weapons to follow.

It was a huge hole, ten meters in diameter, and it looked like it was natural, because of its irregular shape and rough hair.

The cave was indeed dark, mainly because there were cliffs on both sides of the mountain stream, and the light was not good in the first place, so when everyone gathered around and looked down, they couldn't see anything.

"It looks so dangerous, like a big mouth ......"

"I guess there must be a monster bigger than a shark living in such a big hole. ”

There was a lot of discussion, and all kinds of chilling conjectures came out.

If it had been in the past, Zheng Fei would have scolded them not to think nonsense, but now, he also had a faint worry in his heart, after all, he was a man who had experienced the secret passage outside Solomon. (To be continued.) )